Your Lie In April Shigatsu Wa Kimi No Uso

The night Enzo was made boss of the Moretti family, I gave him my virginity. He was the heir I'd been promised to since before I could speak. We kissed against the floor-to-ceiling windows, tangled in the humid, twilight heat... His rough, urgent hands hurt me, but I didn't pull away. Even the pain felt sacred, a sacrifice I was willing to make for love. Lost in the heat of the moment, he promised me a pair of the most beautiful crystal shoes, so I could dance the opening waltz with him at his coronation ceremony the next day. The first dance is always reserved for the new boss and his future bride. I cried with joy, believing my years of secret pining and patient waiting would finally culminate in a fairytale ending. But I was wrong. So terribly wrong. The next morning, I dragged my aching body out to get his favorite espresso, only to overhear the guys joking as I returned: "So you finally popped the family cherry, huh? How was Vivian on your first night as boss?" Enzo's voice was lazy, mocking. "Face of an angel, body of a devil. She's a hot little viper in bed." The room erupted in sleazy whistles. "So, you really gonna marry her, young boss?" "Are you kidding me?" Enzo scoffed. "Vivian's just a warm-up. Once I get some practice in, I'll go tame the Falcone ice princess. When I get bored, I can always circle back and put a ring on her." I stood frozen in the doorway, my vision blurring, the coffee cup trembling in my hand. Before the world faded to black, I sent a coded message to the Don: "Uncle Romano, for the promotion in three days, get me a transfer. As far away from Enzo as possible."

Three months since my husband, Julian Moretti, disappeared. I walked into his favorite den, the grief so deep it stole the air from my lungs. I just wanted to breathe him in, to find any trace of him that was left. Then I heard it. A familiar laugh. And the soft moan of a woman. Through a crack in the door, I saw him. My husband, the man "missing" for three months, had his hand tangled in another woman's hair. "Baby, just a little longer," he said. "Soon as I siphon enough cash from the family's books, we're gone. You and me." In his arms was Bianca, from the Rosso family. "What about your wife?" she purred. "Let her play the grieving widow. She's nothing without me anyway." My fists clenched. The world went quiet, my blood turning to ice. The next day, I put the word out to the entire Family. "I'm holding a memorial mass for my husband." At the service, he stormed in, a ghost returned from the grave, roaring that he was alive and there to take back what was his. But I was standing next to his uncle, Dante Moretti, and all I did was stare him down. "Then explain," I said, my voice cutting through the silence. "Explain the woman. Explain the money. Explain your betrayal... to the Family. And to me."

Shania thought she had it all—her husband Adrian, her home, her future. But that illusion shattered the day her twin sister, Stephanie, appeared on her doorstep, cradling a baby that looked unmistakably like Adrian. The triumphant glint in Stephanie’s eyes delivered the truth: betrayal. Two facts now defined Shania’s life: 1) Her husband, whom she gave up everything for, had slept with her sister. 2) She became pregnant by a stranger after a drunken night, just 240 days after Adrian struck her. Enter Stefan—an enigmatic billionaire with his own dark past. He needed a woman whose name began with 'S' to carry his child. Unbeknownst to Shania, Stefan had been orchestrating her life from the shadows, drawn to her for reasons she could never have imagined. And now, a baby is involved, divorce papers are moving from one home to the lawyer, and a fresh new contract marriage is being drafted. Will Stefan reveal his secrets before it’s too late? And can Shania find the strength to confront her past and embrace the unexpected bond forming between them?

After giving my son, Cameron Spencer, one of my corneas, he had a memory distortion and confused me for his father's childhood sweetheart, Joanna Lister. Such dreadful news caused me to be in so much pain that I refused to wake up. However, during the time that I was semiconscious, I heard my son and my husband's conversation. "Dad, does this mean Joanna will keep me company in the future?" "Yes, it does. You've put on a great act, son!" My attending surgeon couldn't stand their heartlessness and said, "Mr. Spencer, your son’s eyes are fine, but you lied to Mrs. Spencer in order for her to donate her cornea for Ms. Lister. If Mrs. Spencer finds out, I'm afraid..." "There's nothing to be afraid of. She loves Cameron and me so much and she's an orphan as well. There's nowhere she could go after leaving us. Joanna's all alone in this city and she's almost gone blind. We can't waste any more time!" I lay on the bed as my hopeless tears soaked the pillow. All they cared about was Joanna. But what they didn't know was that I was dying due to the operation.

เขาเป็นหลานชายเจ้าของ มหาวิทยาลัยอันดับหนึ่งในกรุงเบอร์ลิน ร่ำรวย มหาศาลมีผู้หญิงมากหน้าหลายตาเข้าหาแต่ทว่า เขากลับสนใจเพียงเด็กทุนของย่าตัวเอง แต่มันก็เป็นเพียงความรู้สึกอยากได้ชั่วครั้ง ชั่วคราว นั่นจึงทำให้เขาเลือกที่จะเป็นฝ่ายเข้าหาเธอก่อนทั้งๆที่มีว่าที่คู่หมั้นอยู่แล้ว อีกทั้งยังยอมทำทุกอย่างเพื่อให้ได้เธอมา แม้จะต้องหลอกลวงเธอว่ารักก็ตาม "เธอเป็นคนแรกที่เขายอมเข้าหาก่อน...แต่ก็ไม่ได้ หมายความว่าจะเป็นคนสุดท้ายที่หยุดเขาได้"

“You are to be his wife in every possible way, except for in your heart.” Ursa Romanova, famously known as the leftover princess, had experienced a war her entire life-- and now, she would be thrown right into the middle of it. After her people's sworn enemy, the Vasils, overtook her country, they demanded only one thing: Ursa's hand in marriage. As Ursa grows closer to her new husband, she finds herself forced to make some difficult decisions: her husband, or her family?

Menjadi TKW di saat sudah menikah bukanlah hal yang mudah. Ya, aku terpaksa harus merantau ke negri orang untuk memperbaiki perekonomian keluargaku. Setiap bulan tidak pernah apsen kukirimkan uang untuk orang tuaku dan suamiku, Namun siapa sangka, uang yang aku berikan untuk orang tuaku malah dikuras habis oleh suami dan mertua, bahkan orang tuaku sendiri harus bekerja banting tulang untuk menghidupi diri mereka. Begitu banyak kebohongan yang diciptakan oleh orang-orang yang aku sayangi. Tidak hanya suami, mertua dan adik ipar tapi juga sahabatku sendiri. Ia mencuri suamiku. Awalnya aku tidak tahu namun hari itu ia memposting sebuah foto dirinya dengan mertuaku dengan keadaan perutnya yang sudah bunting, pada story itu tidak lupa dibubuhi caption yang menjelaskan bahwa ia berterima kasih pada ibu mertuaku dan mengatakan tidak sabar atas kelahiran bayinya. Aku terkejut bukan main, sedangkan ibu mertuaku hanya memiliki satu anak laki-laki yang tidak lain adalah suamiku, saat itu aku tidak tinggal diam. Langsung saja aku beranjak kembali ke negara asalku untuk membalas penghianatan suami dan sahabatku serta membongkar kebusukan mereka. Lihat bagaimana aku membalskan dendam dan membuat mereka menyesal atas perbuatan mereka.

Tiba-tiba mantan suami mengemis rujuk setelah menceraikanku via WA dan mengusirku dari rumah tanpa boleh membawa barang apapun. Dia bilang menyesal sudah termakan fitnah keluarganya. Sayangnya, aku sudah bahagia setelah dinikahi duda kaya.

Ava Sinclair had two rules for her dream New Year's cruise: no heartbreak and no impulsive flings. But when she catches her boyfriend cheating and a charming stranger, Ryan Carter, offers a deal she can't refuse, pretend to be his girlfriend in exchange for revenge. Her carefully laid plans are tossed overboard. What started as a harmless charade turned into a whirlwind night of passion. But when the cruise ends, Ava and Ryan return to their lives, leaving their connection behind. Ryan showed up months later needing Ava's help to maintain a facade for an Important business deal. Ava agreed again despite her better judgment only to find herself thrust into the spotlight when their photos went viral, branding her as Ryan's girlfriend to the world. Caught between her desires to stay out of the limelight and her undeniable feelings for Ryan. Ava must confront the truth: was their connection always just an act or is there something real worth fighting for?

He owns the night of this city, so he should also possess the most delicate white rose of the nation, Serena, a girl nurtured by love and art, his pure prey. Even though his brother also desires Serena, he’s certain she’ll never escape the palm of his hand. But is that really the case? Because Serena came for one purpose; to destroy this ruthless mafia king. Who is the real prey?